Alex and I went out this morning and didn't hear anything off the roost. We moved to the other side of the property and got one to respond about 7:15. The tom came in at a run from about 300 yards away but hung up about 30 yards out behind some thick stuff. We messed with that bird for over an hour and he would not commit to walking around that stuff. We tried all the tricks in the book. Went quiet, got aggressive, gobbled at him, I even snuck out the back and called walking away from him. I bet he gobbled 200 times in that hour. A lot of it on his own. He came 300 yards to that hen and expected her to go the last 30.
That's ok. Tomorrow morning will find Alex in that strut zone and me back in the same spot. Do it again tom. Do it again.